OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Klahoma where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain. And the wavin' wheat can sure smell sweet when the wind comes right behind the raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiin!!! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Klahoma every night- Oh wait, you said Arkansas, not Oklahoma. My bad, I get all those southern states mixed up...